Propagandhi é uma banda política de hardcore punk formada em Winnipeg, Manitoba em 1986 por Chris Hannah e Jord Samolesky. A banda é conhecida por apoiar diversas causas políticas e protestar de várias formas usando sua música como principal fonte. O grupo toma uma postura ativa contra violação dos direitos humanos, racismo, homofobia, imperialismo, fascismo, capitalismo e religião. O Propagandhi ainda apoia causas vegetarianas e de proteção dos animais. Seu último lançamento é o álbum "Supporting Caste".
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Hey there. I tabbed this based off of a youtube video called "Propagandhi - Potemkin City Limits(acoustic" by 184 films. This was on another city called "chordify" but i found it to be annoying to have to scroll through the tab. This tuning and chord lay out is based on standard tuning. I play this on my guitar that is tuned down a whole step and second capo. I prefer,however, to play it tuned down, capo on 1st fret and played in C, not B. The strumming and singing can be hard to harmonize at first, as i found. but its not too difficult. please watch the above-mentioned video, as it helps a lot. Cheers. Any issues, concerns or changes needed let me know - [email protected]
Tuning - Standard (EADGBE) or - D tuning (1 step down) and transpose the chords to +1
BBbE Francis didn't give a fuck about the rollbacks, BBbE overproduction, reduced demand. BBbE Never gave much thought to disputed contracts. EBF# In his short life he'd only ever known EBF# panic, fear, pain, darkness, pandemonium F#F# in this hell that was his home and
BBbEBBbE 4th quarter ruining expectations expedited their demise. BBbE The panic grew as the humans stalked among them, BF# when the screaming began. EBF# Francis shut his eyes and felt the hand of the humanity F#AbBF# brush over him but then his killers back turned for a moment. AbBF# A blinding ray of light spread across the floor. AbBF# In a crimson pool he saw his own reflection F# Hold as he bolted for the door.
AbBbB Lead in
EAbBbB Not just some fractured fairy tail, EAbBbB although I wish that that were true. EAbBbB This is a fable far too real E Ab Hold & pick strings sensually x4 that we somehow still cling to.
Picking changes here. See the original song and you'll get the idea.
Ab (Palm) BF# The storylines that bridge the chasms between cognition and belief. Ab (palm) BF# Any other plausible denial that might offer some relief. Ab (palm) BF# From the dissonance that francis left screaming in his wake. Ab (palm) BF# Deep into the heart of the cities parklands he made good his escape. EB F#(palm) || EBF# And where for five months he ran free and replayed his only fond memory. F#AbBF# Just a warm and distant dream of his mothers loving eyes upon him. AbBF#AbB Francis made it farther than she did. A quarter mile just short F# of the city limits they finally captured him. AbBF# || Ab And there's a statue right behind where it's written to remind BF#AbBF# us of all their contributions. To me it marks "potemkin city limits" F#EAbBbB Lead in as francis cast in bronze to the realm of god.
EAbBbB Not just some fractured fairy tail, EAbBbB although I wish that that were true. EAbBbB This is a fable far too real EAb that we somehow still cling to.